This is all true, I'll let you be the judge of what you believe and don't believe.
All of my life I have been searching for answers about different things. Never really sure what was true and false about the world, I sought answers from books, true, life events, and the stories of others. At a certain point hunting for answers becomes less about finding them and more about seeing what is right in front of your eyes and trying to understand.
I visited my father frequently, after losing him to cancer when I was only thirty. He was a mentor, my friend, and someone that guided me through the hard times when I could not find my way. I found my way out to the cemetery, a small, old cemetery fifteen miles outside of town. I knew why he liked it, why he bought a plot at that particular place. The peace and quiet being outside the city could calm even the most restless of souls. There was a view in the summertime along the back of the old cemetery. A valley that stretched for half a mile, giving way to a line of trees to watch the dip in the evenings as it dropped below the tree line.
Thanksgiving. It should be a time of giving thanks for the blessings in our lives, for the people that surround us and support us, and for the simplest of things. However, this year is bound to be a different kind of Thanksgiving as the world rests in the clutches of a pandemic. In the United States this year many people feel less thankful than ever before. Why wouldn't we feel this way? Take a look at what we've had to see and endure since the last holiday season.
I imagine, like many of th
e millions of Supernatural fans, that we are all stinging a bit after the shocking conclusion to the fifteen-year adventure when it came to its close. Let's face it, for the fans that are truly wrapped up in the adventures of the Winchesters, seeing the less than happy ending was both painful and bitter sweet. Two guys that spent their life saving the world without much credit, risking their lives, nay, their very souls, seemed to speak to man people over the years. Because, at the heart of the story, lied an undying devotion and unwavering loyalty to what brought them together. They were family.